Re: Battle Royale! (Game Start!) Round 2: The Hoodoo
11-10-2009, 07:06 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Drakenforge.
This one is weakened.
This one also.
The rock.
Yes, I agree.
Push on? Kill?
Hold back? Avoid?
The boy. They will attack us because of him.
He stirs.
Yes...
"Ugh" Mike groaned, attempting to roll over onto his back. His eyes attempted to adjust to his surroundings, and his mind traced his last thoughts.
Zeke, and a fight. A fight that he LOST.
Mike cursed under his breath. This rock had sapped away at his power, leaving him to have to learn how to use his vectors all over again.
He crawled out out, out into the outside area. As he gazed down, he was very surprised to see how high up he was.
"Ooohohohohoho! What did I miss?" He muttered to himself.
It didn't dawn on him until that point that he didn't feel alone. In more than one way.
He was now aware that he could hear something... It was a sound that he could recognise, but only very slightly.
Almost as if he had heard it before.
He shrugged it off, and attempted to figure out the second feeling. It was as if there were more than one person controling his actions.
"How strange"
He gazed around, and saw a black shape floating around in the air, below him, and slightly around the side of the Hoodoo.
He noticed it's familiar look. And then, an idea.
"He can fly? And off of the rock... I see, I finally get it. Ha, aha, haha. This, changes a few things."
Uneknownst to him, a rock had dislodged above him, for an unkown reason. Just as it was about to crash into his head, the vectors came out, rammed into the rock, and balanced it with difficulty untill it passed over him and continued its decent down into the path of an oncoming contestant.
It was Whit.
Two things presented themselves to Mike. One: His vectors had acted of their own accord. He moved them down towards the front of his body to examine them, and they obeyed.
The feeling of not being alone... His vectors, had grown their own consciousness.
Maybe more that one.
"Hmph. Lets get one thing clear. I wanna WIN! I die, and you're through, got it?!"
He felt angry, and yet he could not understand why. He felt as though his existance had been mocked, as if his fate was not his own.
Whatever the case, the second point was that whit was about to recieve a large rocky surprise on his climb.
Mike continued his climb after the others.
Mike: 43M, outside, same side as Whit.
Grimm: 33M
This one is weakened.
This one also.
The rock.
Yes, I agree.
Push on? Kill?
Hold back? Avoid?
The boy. They will attack us because of him.
He stirs.
Yes...
"Ugh" Mike groaned, attempting to roll over onto his back. His eyes attempted to adjust to his surroundings, and his mind traced his last thoughts.
Zeke, and a fight. A fight that he LOST.
Mike cursed under his breath. This rock had sapped away at his power, leaving him to have to learn how to use his vectors all over again.
He crawled out out, out into the outside area. As he gazed down, he was very surprised to see how high up he was.
"Ooohohohohoho! What did I miss?" He muttered to himself.
It didn't dawn on him until that point that he didn't feel alone. In more than one way.
He was now aware that he could hear something... It was a sound that he could recognise, but only very slightly.
Almost as if he had heard it before.
He shrugged it off, and attempted to figure out the second feeling. It was as if there were more than one person controling his actions.
"How strange"
He gazed around, and saw a black shape floating around in the air, below him, and slightly around the side of the Hoodoo.
He noticed it's familiar look. And then, an idea.
"He can fly? And off of the rock... I see, I finally get it. Ha, aha, haha. This, changes a few things."
Uneknownst to him, a rock had dislodged above him, for an unkown reason. Just as it was about to crash into his head, the vectors came out, rammed into the rock, and balanced it with difficulty untill it passed over him and continued its decent down into the path of an oncoming contestant.
It was Whit.
Two things presented themselves to Mike. One: His vectors had acted of their own accord. He moved them down towards the front of his body to examine them, and they obeyed.
The feeling of not being alone... His vectors, had grown their own consciousness.
Maybe more that one.
"Hmph. Lets get one thing clear. I wanna WIN! I die, and you're through, got it?!"
He felt angry, and yet he could not understand why. He felt as though his existance had been mocked, as if his fate was not his own.
Whatever the case, the second point was that whit was about to recieve a large rocky surprise on his climb.
Mike continued his climb after the others.
Mike: 43M, outside, same side as Whit.
Grimm: 33M